"Mom, what is a Presbyterian?"
(wondering where that came from...) "Well, they are just a denomination of church group, like Baptists, or Methodists. They are pretty much like us"
(very questioningly) "Well, why do they get their own place to cross the road?"
She had misread Pedestrian Crossing - just catching parts of the sign and assuming the rest.
Her mom asked her later, and she confirmed that she had been pretty confused, and perhaps a little angry that the Presbyterians got their own place to cross the road... why not the other denominations?
What makes the story even better is that when her mom said she was going to tell me that story, her response was, "Oh, okay, but wait until I'm not in the room, so I don't turn crimson."
Oh, what a vocabulary~
So, all you Presbyterians out there... go take advantage of your special crosswalks, and think happy thoughts!